Chapter 60: The Yin God

He gritted his teeth and drank two more "come out."

But this time, not only did he drink the possessed Yin Spirits to shake, but also made Tao Wenbao's divine consciousness sit up again, and he hurriedly said, "Go back, go back!"

Seeing Tao Wenbao being tossed by him like this, his breathing became weaker, and it seemed that he was about to return to the west.

- Luckily, he was the first to try. If it's Tao Dingchen...... I'm afraid it's too late to regret it.

Li Bochen sighed, thinking that he was afraid that this time it would really not happen. It's just that he saw through the methods of the person who set up the formation, but he failed in the last step, and he was really unwilling.

Then he stood stunned for a while, looking at Tao Chunxi. Gritting his teeth, he planned to sober up and try something else.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of iron ropes again.

He'd heard it twice. The first time was the night I first came to the pottery house. He went out of his body and traveled all over the house to find out if there was anything unusual in the family, and when he saw Chen Sangu and Lao Xu eating wine, he heard this sound in the distance.

The second time was not long ago, when he was still using the Yin Spirit to investigate Tao Wenbao's condition, and when he was beside his bedside, he heard a voice that seemed to be in the house next door.

He didn't pay much attention to those two times. Because such noises are all too common in the city of immeasurables. But now he suddenly realized one thing—both times he heard it when the Yin Spirit left his body, and when he returned to his body, the sound was gone!

And this time, the sound of the iron rope was no longer outside the courtyard, but seemed to be outside the door. It was as if someone was dragging a long, thick chain slowly to the door.

He went to see Tao Chunxi. Seeing that she was still holding the knife and staring at herself, she really didn't react.

Is it because of this formation? What else is there to protect in the formation!?

Outside the door, it was a bright sky, but Li Bochen felt a pang in his heart, and immediately shouted: "Come!"

Fourteen Yin soldiers lined up on both sides according to his wishes, forming a wild goose wing array, protecting him in the middle.

Then, I saw that the sunlight shining through the cracks in the doors slowly dimmed, and wisps of black gas seeped through the cracks in the doors and windows, spreading like mist.

Li Bochen didn't know the truth and reality, so he stared at the fog and was on guard. As a result, he could see the ground clearly, and even noticed that there was an ant walking along the crack in the tiles by the crack in the door.

His heart jumped - Zhangcheng is not warm, in this season, where are the ants?

The next moment, the black fog on the ground suddenly converged, and suddenly gathered on the ant's body. A cool breeze rose in the room, and a dark figure appeared.

This black shadow looks like the silhouette of a person. But the black fog around him was shrouded in black fog, and he couldn't tell the boundary between his body and the mist, but it was like being wrapped in a big robe. Only the "head" is distinct, and the facial features can be vaguely seen. But those facial features are also shrouded in black mist, and there is only a vague appearance.

And its five senses are not immutable. Although its body did not move, its head kept shaking slightly in spasms. Every time I shake it, my face changes an expression, suddenly hideous, suddenly happy, and suddenly complaining, looking extremely weird.

Li Bochen gasped, and found that the black shadow dragged a green iron cable behind him, fell to the ground, passed through the door panel, and stretched out into the courtyard. On top of the iron cable, there was also a green and faint yin spirit.

He knew what it was.

Negative.

It should be a soul-seducing yin. He had heard in the city of Immeasurable that many people might be able to hear the sound of chains when they were about to die, and that was to take people.

It turned out to be true!

Li Bochen didn't know what to do for a while. Legend has it that Yin Cha was born in the Netherworld, and he is also half a Netherworld Spirit God, right? But now, his "Spirit Master" is bumping into it. The people in the Orthodox Church of the Six Nations are hostile to the spirit master, if they are accidentally caught, most of them will not end well, I think the ghost spirit god has the same attitude towards a spirit master like himself who is similar to the "ancient secret spirit", right?

He was stunned, took a deep breath and was about to speak in a deep voice, but he didn't move for a while.

But his head shook again, and his stunned expression remained unchanged, and his body suddenly fell shorter, only to the waist of ordinary people.

The two "people" looked at each other in a daze for a while, and the yin suddenly spoke. His voice was so sharp that it sounded like a blunt knife pulling at his eardrums, and his speech was choppy and indistinct, very much like the whisper he had heard in his nightmares: "...... Little God...... In recent days, there have been ...... Lockdown here...... Explore...... I don't know what it is...... True Monarch Forgiveness ......"

Li Bochen's heart was beating wildly, but he could guess what this yin was talking about.

Probably saying that it has seen someone set up here in the past few days, cutting off the connection between this place and the netherworld, so it is exploring the vicinity? The sound of chains that he heard the first two times was this yin cha wandering nearby, right?

Could it be that it couldn't enter the pottery house because the previous formation was complete? And just now I broke some of the formation, and it came?

But what does "true forgiveness" mean?

He didn't know what Yin Cha usually looked like. But just looking at its current expression, it seems to be afraid of itself...... Li Bochen was a little stunned for a while.

When Wujing Mountain Jun first saw him with more than 100 Yin Spirits, he also called him "True Monarch", could it be that this Yin Cha saw two rows of Yin soldiers lined up beside him, and he also regarded himself as a "master"?

Wrong...... The mountain monarch calls himself the true monarch, which should be a polite title. But the appearance of this Yin Cha who was ordained to the Netherworld is now, and he also calls himself "True Monarch...... Does it really feel that it is some spirit god in the netherworld!?

Why is this misunderstanding possible?

Li Bochen was both surprised and delighted, and his head was a mess for a while. But when the yin cha saw that his face was blue and he didn't speak, his head shook again, and the expression on his face changed from stunned to timid, and his body became shorter again, only to the lap of the person, and said, "...... Forgive...... Little God...... ...... from here"

Is it going to go? That's great. Li Bochen immediately breathed a sigh of relief. But as soon as his heart moved, he suddenly realized that if this place was cut off by the netherworld, he came to investigate...... So if the people of the Kongming Society also arranged the "Heavenly Demon Miluo Array" attached to Zhangshan Mountain, wouldn't it attract more attention!?

Could it be that there is still some yin at this time, and they are wandering around Nazhang Mountain?

If so...... He could have done something about it, doing what he had just thought in the hospital!

Thinking of this, Li Bochen felt a little bolder.

He turned his face to look at Tao Wenbao on the bed, and a bold thought came to his heart-

Since this thing is afraid of me at the moment, why don't you just use it?

He had recovered from his initial panic. Gritting his teeth in his heart, this kind of thing will never be more dangerous than killing demon beasts. When I fought on the northern plains, I was not even afraid of death, and now there is nothing to be afraid of.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Stop." ”

Yin Cha's head shook again, and the look on his face looked like he was about to cry.